Guess who is barfing at my house? And as a result, guess who has not brushed their teeth or shaved their legs today?
Man it makes me sad to see him struggle like that. But he should be better tomorrow. We went to the DR today and they gave him a penicillin shot since he would not be able to keep medicine down very well. He was almost immediately better. It was truly amazing. And then he asked for french fries and I knew that we were heading back up again.
I love my life. I know I whine incessantly about it, but really I would not have it any other way.
Being married to a man who understands me and laughs at my stupid jokes is one of the greatest blessings in my life. Also, he lets me talk about my digestional triumphs and still thinks I am sexy. What could be any better?
Having a baby who only hates me half the time makes me swell with joy. Watching him learn, laugh, and grow is amazing to me. I love that he tells me where to stick it and in return I tell him to sit in time out. But I love that he has the guts to tell it like it is. Honesty, above all else, is so key to me.
I love my little house. I love living in a beautiful valley. I love friends who don’t criticize my inane personality.
Today I am thankful.
G: Mom! Your big bloody sore is almost gone!
M: (The thought in my little head) Are you referring to yourself?
Guess who did not wet the bed while wearing Iron Man underwear all night?
I know, I am so proud of myself.
Just kidding.
Go Gentry.
Thank you for all the love and support when Gentry was being so difficult. I truly appreciate knowing that I have good people in my life; people who know me and are willing to understand the patience it takes to be a mom of a toddler who is finding his individuality.
As I was crying to my mom with sunblock in my eyes, contemplating eating my young, my mom offered to come and take Gentry to work with her. This would have relived the momentary pain we were both suffering, but it would not have changed the fact that he was being defiant and mean. What it would have done was teach him that if he throws big enough fits, eventually someone will come and rescue him. This was a battle I felt I needed to stay in with him. I am thankful to my mom for offering to take him though.
I feel like sometimes the battle is worth the outcome. Gentry and I needed to fight so that he could remember who is in charge of him and this house. Structure and stability are worth the fight, because if there is one thing I don’t want happening around here is having a toddler who is in charge. We have all seen the outcome of toddlers running the house on SuperNanny. Happy secure toddlers is what she teaches and that is what I am aiming for, even if there are some major wars along the way.
Having a kid around can sure lead to horrible days. Ever since we returned from NY Gentry has been harder and harder to live with. He and I both cried so much today we eventually had to take pain killers to get rid of our respective headaches.
It all came to a head today when he was in time out (for not listening) and I had to sit and watch him to make sure he stayed. He screamed he hated me after I told him to turn around and sit in the corner. I went up stairs and called my mom and bawled, which resulted in sunscreen in my eyes. Hate and stinging eyes feels real good together.
He then came upstairs so that he could defy me some more and I had to make him stand with his nose on the wall for a while. He really didn’t like that. He was really mad at me then and I could not walk away or he would go and hide or find a toy to play with.
The problem we are having is that Gentry has no ears. They are gone. They have been gone for awhile. Last time we came home from a work trip, jj’s mom suggested we go and have his ears checked. We did. He is fine.
I was talking to a friend the other day whose son really is partially deaf. She said she knew something was up when he was talking and annunciating like the Swedish Chef. Gentry has been speaking like an adult since he was two years old. If he could not hear me he would not and could not have been speaking like he does. So thank you for the suggestion, but hearing and listening are two completely different things.
He will not listen. Ever. Ever. Ever. It leads to happy times and patients being worn by about 9:30 in the morning. Everyday. For the rest of my life it appears. I really wanted to pin a sign on him today that said, “Free, please take. Ears do not function properly.” Then putting him in front of Target in a kennel and hoping someone would take him. Ok. Not really. But sort of.
Frustrated. Frustration. Frustrated. It seems we have days full of temper tantrums and time outs to come. It makes me so frustrated just thinking and talking about it now.
Dearest interweb, do you know where his ears have gone?
:: a little boy who is so good and watches Superman while I work ::
:: Christoper Reeve as Superman ::
:: my new camera :: people contacting me for photo work, out of the blue :: I can never explain how happy that makes me ::
:: Santana :: and this one :: and Maria Maria ::
:: comfy pants :: aka: stretchy pants :: isn’t clothing constricting ::
:: new glasses ::
:: little bitty sprouts in my garden and planters ::
:: yummy food ::
:: a warm home ::
:: a couple of cute guys to cuddle with ::
jj recently got this cape and the masks for a photoshoot for his company. Since no one needed it after the shoot, he brought it home for Gentry. He has pretty much ignored everything except the cape for months. The other day he suddenly realized that he has a book that will transform him into a superhero. He LOVES it. I love it too. I love watching him run faster than he does as a normal boy.
We have gone for a walk around the lake and too the community garden dressed like this. Everyone really gets a kick out of seeing a superhero around. I really wish he would stay like this forever.
JJ said he went in tonight to say good night to him and he was talking to his Superman doll and teaching him to walk upside down on his tent bed. When we leave the house or get out of the car, and I won’t let him bring everything with him, he talks to his toys. He tells Spiderman, Buzz, and Superman that he will be right back and then he takes Batman with him.
I love this age. I love having a little friend who hold my hand and yells at me all day.
jj’s brother Alex and his wife Miceala had a new baby on Friday. Will Robinson. He is my first and favorite nephew.
Will is on the left. Gentry on the right. They look so similar. Cute little cousins.
